Fast Transmute: The Fickle Villain is Su and Pampered

Chapter 176 Master Mozun Lightly Bite (25)

Chapter 176 Master Mozun Lightly Bite (25)

That gaze was so strong that Ren Yingying looked up at Mozu almost at the same time Mozu looked at her.

"Who is that person?" Ren Yingying raised the corners of her lips slightly, and asked Wang Lan who was standing next to her holding the white cat.

Wang Lan followed Ren Yingying's line of sight, and immediately saw Mo Zu who was leaning on the door frame with his arms folded and looking at them: "Ah, that person, the head said that he was a distant relative of our sect, and the head of the school said that he was a distant relative of our school. Please come here and teach us spells and things like that."

"It doesn't look very powerful."

Ren Yingying's words were obviously picking on Mo Zu's thorns, but Wang Lan's casual words had another meaning in Wang Lan's ears: "...you can't say that... Although our sect is indeed better Not on the Yunxiang school, but each of us is working hard. Although Master Mozu seems a little unreliable, but with his on-demand broadcast, our skills have indeed improved a lot in a short period of time. "

"It's not that I have any opinion on your sect." Ren Yingying raised her eyebrows, raised her hand and rubbed the hair of the girl in front of her, "If I had any complaints about your sect, I wouldn't have come to help you in the first place. I just feel that I may simply not like that person named Mo Zu very much."

The white cat in Wang Lan's arms was still licking the grease stains on her lips, pursing her mouth as if she was reminiscing about the roast chicken just now.

It looked up at Ren Yingying, and shook its long beard: "Ren Yingying came to the sect... It seems that this place will be very lively in the future.

As an alchemist, Wang Lan also asked Ren Yingying for advice on how to prepare elixirs.But Ren Yingying just blinked at her, and said: "There is no way to do this thing, it depends on talent. If it is purely based on the method, then everyone can make alchemy after mastering the method, so there is no turning back Get our group of alchemists to play. But I think you are very talented in alchemy, if you are willing to work hard, you will definitely do something."

Wang Lan felt that what Ren Yingying said was very true, and quickly thanked the senior for his guidance, and Liu Zhao who was beside him also nodded approvingly.Only Ling Lian looked at the two simple disciples of his sect with a complicated face, thinking that the ancients were really easy to deceive.

Similar to Ren Yingying's words of encouragement with no real effect, she used to listen to her foreman every day when she was working part-time.

There are a lot of hard work and hard work that can make up for it. In fact, they are brainwashed to squeeze them as cheap labor.

"There are only a few people in the sect, and Wang Lan and Liu Zhao don't know how to distinguish between the demons. Can we do it with just the two of us?" Ling Lian asked Ren Yingying from the side.

Ren Yingying smiled when she heard this, and raised her chin at the place where Mo Zu was: "Isn't there another one, ask him to come over and help."

Ling Lian glanced at Mo Zu.

That guy really followed his own words, and sat under the tree with his little yellow book again to read it.

"Let's forget it." Ling Lian raised his forehead, "It's good that he doesn't mess with me."

Ren Yingying smiled, and said to Ling Lian with a look of "she knew that man was unreliable", "Because there are many people in the world and wealthy businessmen who buy pills with me, so I know more people, when the time comes We can settle down with them, those people will naturally keep an eye out for abnormalities for us, so there is no need to worry so much. It is said that all the sects are looking for it together, but after the death of the Qi family, there is no monk who can find magic in a short time, so most of you now They are all scrambling around like headless chickens, and whether we can find it depends on luck. In this case, we are lazy and don’t look for it, and other sects can’t detect it.”

Ling Lian nodded.

Anyway, as long as Mo Zu promises her not to mess around, then it's easy to say anything.At that time, he would like to see what kind of mess this group of people will make for him.

It might be possible to survive until the day of the martial arts competition.

It's a pity that it's still the same sentence, the ideal is full and the reality is very skinny.

Before Ling Lian's thought was overwhelmed, Ren Yingying received news one after another from her friends in Jianghu: a monk had disappeared.

And not just one, but many, disappeared one after another without any warning, as if they had evaporated from the world.

When those people brought the news for Ren Yingying and Linglian to go down the mountain to investigate, Linglian subconsciously glanced at Mozu.

The latter innocently raised the little yellow book in his hand at her, and spread his hands innocently, indicating that he had been reading, but he did nothing.

The latest missing person is the son of the owner of the elixir shop.

When Ling Lian passed by, the boss was crying with his nose and tears, and was crying with other sects who heard the sound.

Talking about how good his son is, how talented his cultivation base is, he is all boasting in a mess.

The person who was listening by the bystanders chattered a lot of things that didn't make sense, and couldn't help reminding: "So, why did your son disappear?"

"That evening, when he came back from practicing, he told me that he was unwell and wanted to go back to his room to rest, so I agreed." The 50-year-old man with a rich face was crying like a helpless little daughter-in-law, sobbing. , "Who knew that the next day when I saw him refusing to come out, I was a little worried about his body, and when I opened the door again, I saw that the quilt was covered in blood! Intestines, liver and lungs were scattered all over the floor! "

He was crying emotionally, but the others felt their stomachs twitch when they heard it.

Go to the wing room to have a look again, oh!The pungent bloody smell rushed straight to the crowd, and the smoked people shed tears.

The boss who lost his beloved son can't control so much, kneeling in front of those pieces of meat is just crying.The scene was so exciting that some of the people who came to watch the fun just vomited outside the door.

"That Demon Lord did it!" The boss said with certainty, "It must be him! My son is very powerful in spells, how could an ordinary demon be able to hurt him! It must be that Demon Lord!"

When everyone heard this, they began to whisper.

Ling Lian frowned slightly and shook his head: "Why are you so sure it's him? What if it's other demons?"

"Impossible!" Someone from other sects responsible for tracking down the whereabouts of the Demon Lord heard Ling Lian's words and immediately retorted, "The ones who have disappeared and been eaten in the past few days are all extremely powerful monks. I can't help those people, plus the Qi family who was killed... who else can be so capable except him!"

Others also said that they were well-founded. After being imprisoned for so many years, they must eat monks to fill their stomachs. They killed powerful monks one by one to prevent them from uniting and killing him.

The things listed one by one are justified and well-founded, and the finger is directed at the Demon Lord.

(End of this chapter)